"Please! I beg you! No more!" I scream at the top of my lungs.
This pain is unbearable! The guy uses a surgical scalpel to cut fine lines into my skin. I have oozing cuts all over my body.
"I don't know anything else! If I did, I would tell you! I swear! Please let us go!" I yell, sobbing.
My wife and children are tied upstairs. I'm terrified for them. Now and then, I will hear their cries, their pleas. It is the most gut-wrenching sound alive!
I have been hanging from these chains for almost three days now. My feet barely touch the floor, and I am given nothing to eat or drink. Sweat and blood are constantly dripping from every part of my body. I'm in so much pain, and they still don't understand that I don't know anything.
What else do they want from me?!
I have given them all the information I have. For my family, I am an open book. Not to mention that they have us trapped in our own home.